Hiding In Grasshopping Darkness
Why do you
Leave your eyes here and there
To write the death
Of my ageless myth. Where do you dance
Your butterfly sighs for nothing
I never go back to the cemetery
Where millions of bees
Cluster to form the endless human chain
And I just fail to scream in your eyes
Of orgasmic poetry.
But the human chain breaks
In metaphors and you
Never rejoin the chorus of mythical birds
That fall in silences of eternity
The butterfly never dies
To atone for the unforeseen sin,
The ruins - of your sighing eyes
Collapse in verbatim soliloquy - you breathe
In pulses of stoking fire that has long been
Frozen in ice cubes of unforeseen love and hate.
Why do you
Chase me here for nothing
To look for the caverns
Where you have lost your chastity, I have
Known the truth of death
To die in your butterfly sigh. So,
What is it that
That hides you in a grasshopping darkness,
What is that that discovers you?